Chromazz, Kidd Keo - Talk That Shit lyrics

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[Chromazz, Kidd Keo - Talk That Shit lyrics]

Ey yo Enry turn that shit fool keo
Ey what up bitches up man?
Yo

I'm Keo, I'm a little bit crazy (oh god)
This bitches wanna trap me
(trap me) , they wanna taste me
She said I'm Kidd and her
Boyfriend gon' hate me (oh god)
I fucked 3 times and my dick gon' lazy
(oh god)
She call me papi dick, now I came from Spain
(what?)
So drunk now, that my dick don't wanna came
(haha) she turn so crazy, she sniff in DJ
Now she wanna kill me so I gotta run away
(pff pff pff, pff)
Oh my god yo no hablo inglés
I just licked what is between her legs (pff)
I don't like people, but ye I like sex
(fuck her)
I don't keep a girl, better bring me the next
(boom) tamo' flexeando, y yo contando
Yo ando facturando dos kilos en el bando
(pip) tu estas muerto de hambre te veo flaco
Yo ando en la nube yo ni siquiera ando (ando)
Tengo la polla como el negro de Whatsapp
A tu paya que me tira por el Whatsapp
A ella le gusta mi wasa wasa (haha)
Lassie, Lassie pero que sea de raza (grr)
Tu estas frito de mi
That's why you been talking that shit
So you mad, 'cause there's no hoes like me
Tu ere' tu, you gon' never be like me

Chromin on this bitches, and we fuck it up
Keo in this bitch and he fuckin' slutts
You know we getting rich ye
They wanna be like us
Trrra, that's the shit I won't discuss

Talk that shit, talk that shit
Talk that shit, talk that shit
I'ma pop that shit, pop that shit
I'ma pop that nigga, pop that bitch

Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra

I make money every night, no questions ask
(nah) 'Cause when I come throught
I'm coming from the back
'Cause when I come throught
Ye I'm coming to spend (hommie)
Haaa, broke bitches mad (mad)
Wassup bitches, never faced a queen? (nah?)
'Cause bitch I feel amazin' and
You feelin in between (ha)
Hating 'cause we flex but all you do is pree
You can get it too but you
Know that ain't your scene (nah)
You ain't 'bout the cheese if ain't numbers
Then bitch i'm not intrigued
Been up on my dollars
So you know I tap machines
Rrrrraa, and then I'm overseas
Rrrrraa, niggas bitches get for breeze
Wooh, You don't wanna fuck with me
Eso es la cosa 'cause I'm not feeling wise
Y si tu quiere plomo today (today)
Tengo mi pistola, ye I'm taking 38 (yah)
And your nigga wanna piece
Yeah he want that Chromin wave
M-m-m-m, now he movin' like a slave
M-m-m-m, now he movin' like my slave
Tu estas frito de mi
That's why you been talking that shit
So you mad, 'cause there's no hoes like me
Tu ere' tu, you gon' never be like me
(no boy)

Chromin on this bitches, and we fuck it up
Keo in this bitch and he fuckin' slutts
You know we getting rich ye
They wanna be like us
Trrra, that's the shit I won't discuss

Talk that shit, talk that shit
Talk that shit, talk that shit
I'ma pop that shit, pop that shit
I'ma pop that nigga, pop that bitch

Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra
Habla, que lo tuyo solo es palabra

DBT! Chromazz in this bitch
Huh? huh? huuh?

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